The laughter of the old Inarizaki team after their usual Friday night at Onigiri Miya was still echoing in your ears after they had long gone. After they had left at around 7:00pm the usual night rush started, which meant Osamu’s attention was everywhere but on you. You’d been trying to get your hands on him since yesterday night, but he’d refused saying he was to tired from the days work— which they were particularly busy that day, so you could wait, but it’d almost two weeks since just really really had some alone time and a girl can only wait for so long

so you tried that morning, slid your hands under his shirt, kissed his neck, said all the right thing, but he insisted on opening the shop early, he had promised on his lunch break, promised he’d take care of you. So waited until twelve o’clock, and guess what? “One of the employees is runnin’ late,” he told you while grabbing a tray. “Gotta cover for ‘em. Later, baby. I promise.” he kissed your forehead, normally you’d melt right there but after waiting for two weeks and being told later? It really does something to a woman. But you can’t case a scene, so you waited. 5pm rolled around, the sun started setting, you had two hours before evening rush, two hours for Osamu to finally do what he promised, but of course his atsumu had to walk in with the whole team at that specific moment.

they see each other every Friday but THIS specific Friday?? You looked over to Osamu, hoping to he would see the look you gave him. He was already laughing at something with suna before they had even settled, atsumu popped open a bottle of expensive looking liquor and motioned you over. Damn it. You forced yourself through two painful hours of nursing a shot of liquor, loud laughing and customers making occasional comments. Osamu was completely lost in the sauce of his friends and bouncing between serving customers. Of course when they finally leave the night rush started right before they closed at 10pm

Osamu smiled at customers, gently guided new hires and worked on the order with practiced efficiency as you helped out with small task, the customers always so happy to see the wonders girlfriend kept making conversation with you, your social battery was already drained. You smiled and forced yourself through conversation you were barely paying attention to. By the time 9 o’clock rolled around the need was radiating off of you. Osamu was saying something about being so ready to take a shower, watch a movie, cuddle you, but you only had one thing on your mind right now “come one baby let’s go, go wait for me in the car while I close up real quick” he said as he wiped down the counters with practiced efficiency. You could listen, you went to the car, waiting for him to come out, but once you got back to the apartment? Who knows what you’d do